The Arrival: Arianna Rose, #4 by Jennifer Martucci & Christopher Martucci & Christopher Martucci

Author:Jennifer Martucci & Christopher Martucci & Christopher Martucci
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, paranormal romance, urban fantasy, urban fantasy, occult, occult, supernatural, supernatural, Jennifer and Christopher Martucci, Jennifer and Christopher Martucci, Arianna Rose, Arianna Rose, witches, witches, science fiction, science fiction
Publisher: Jennifer Martucci
Published: 2014-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Arianna opened her eyes and the slow, steady rhythm of her heart sprinted out of control. She was in her cabin, in her bed, and could not recall how she’d gotten there. She blinked several times, clearing her vision in the process, and then allowed her eyes to roam the room. Her scurrying heart screeched to a near-halt when her gaze landed on a tall, tan figure sitting with impeccable posture in a wicker chair at her bedside. She stifled the scream that surged and pressed against the lump of dread stuck in her throat.

“Arianna, you’re awake,” the figure said in a gravelly voice. He leaned forward, his face closer to hers. Shimmering eyes in an ethereal hue of green she’d never seen before were dressed in a fringe of black and seemed to glow against the backdrop of toasted almond colored skin. A stranger was with her. And he was watching her intently.

She stared at his features for a moment. Recognition sputtered in her mind’s eye. Pieces of a nebulous puzzle began drifting into place but had yet to form a complete picture.

“Who are you and where are my friends?” she asked as a stream of memories eddied around her brain, carrying images of Beth, Dane and Jason, and violence. She sat up, too soon apparently, as a stab of pain shot through her skull. Her hands went to her temples, her fingertips rubbing in small circles. But she did not let the stranger out of her sight.

“You friends are fine,” he assured her in a voice as warm and rich as his skin tone. “I put each of them in their bed.”

She turned her head to face him. Her brain felt as if it wobbled and rattled inside her skull like a bowl of gelatin cubes. “You still did not answer my question.” She pronounced each word clearly and slowly. “Who are you?”

He leaned back in his seat and Arianna noticed how small the wicker chair looked with him in it. He bowed his head as if embarrassed. “I am Darius of Gehenna. I have been waiting to meet you for five centuries. I cannot believe the time is at last upon me, that I finally have you.” He looked up at her, his eyes almost pleading, but for what she hadn’t the slightest clue. Still, a quality he possessed, something inherent in this Darius person, sang inside her.

Arianna looked away, the movement painful, but less so than before. Her eyes darted around the small space, searching in time with her brain. Darius had waited for her for five centuries. His claim seemed as absurd as so many other aspects of her life did, yet all were real. All were true.

The room seemed to transform suddenly into a vacuum, devoid of all light and sound. Air exited her lungs and a violent shudder racked her body. Everything she’d been told gelled at once.

She whipped her head to look at him, understanding hitting her with the force of a sledgehammer.

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